When he saw me pull out my satellite phone from my pack, he was shocked and he almost spilled his beer. However, in a very quick moment, he sneered and then he started to laugh after burping.
"I told you kid! She wouldn't answer~! Let me show you." he pulled out his phone and started to dial it manually. The tones of his keypad resounds each time he presses a number.
"Why are you dialing it manually? Didn't you save it at least?" I asked.
"Bah! That's one of the things I wouldn't forget even if I get amnesia!" he declared.
"That's not how amnesia works old man!" I rebutted.
After he dialed it, he didn't make it ring even once and he ended the call.
"See kid? She never answers!" he exclaimed.
I was so annoyed at what he was doing so I didn't even try to argue so I raised my phone again. He started to sit down on one of his workbenches as he slaps his thighs in amusement.
